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The cave witch’s broom, flares–All those who enter here shall know nightmare’s pitch. Advertisements
Dreams washed up on shore, all part of Beauty’s parcel, to move us, then fade.
The sun, like a brandied dream, slips away beneath the world’s ending, or beginning, same difference, by the sea’s ancient gauge and meter.
Life’s fast tracking shots, no impressions are lasting– Gull’s far-off screeching.
In the purple gloam, stone terrace mourns the loss of Juliet’s nightcalls.
Nostalgia, backlit by a warm, gashing flare, scoring Time’s passage.
Lone gull, stops, listens, the gospel of alchemy– water turned to gold.
Beach noir meets fable, Dashiell Hammett and Aesop filtered through lone gull.
A spectral, widespreading cape of lavender misting the seascape, and in the distance, a house, fronted by palms looking like shadowy pom-poms, its windows lighted eyes blazing swaths of yellow to imbibe the encroaching nocturne.
Weeping for his past, rare photo of Peter Pan– Next stop, Neverland. (Photo by Weegee)